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Monday, August 16, 2010

This sounds like Women's work to me. Where the heck is my wife?

Well, when I told Kurt about it, he was all "I'm commanding you to go to the doctor."

(No really, he said "command")

We never went to the doctor when I was growing up. We didn't have health insurance, and so I learned to just tough it out (we were pretty lucky, and never had any serious health problems).

So now that I'm older and have (crappy) health insurance, I still have a hard time taking advantage of it.

Plus, what the heck, Kurt? Command??

"Um, no. You don't get to order me around."

"Whatever, Helena. You ordered me to go to the doctor last month."

"That's different, Kurt. I'm the wife."

"What?? I cook and clean and do the laundry. I'm the wife."

....Well. Round One goes to the man in the apron.

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I'm linking this to the Glass Half Full party, over at Priester's Peace. Because even though going to the doctor is scary, coming home to the smell of your wife's cooking makes it all worth it. Especially when her name is Kurt.

Well, hi. I'm Helena. I grew up on a blueberry farm in Western Michigan. My days were spent reading on the beach in the summer, and reading in my bedroom under a quilt in the chilly Michigan winter. I moved out to Utah to go to school, and to get away from my family. You know, typical angsty teenager stuff. While out there, I met this guy named Kurt, who was also from Michigan. But we were just friends.

Flash forward 9 years. We got married, and then we moved to Pittsburgh so he could go to Dental School. What can I say, the guy likes teeth. Now we have a little girl, a baby boy, two little turtles, and a whole new adventure ahead of us. Welcome to my life.